Look here, let's have a dash for it." "What! run away?
That I won't, from them, so long as I've got a sword." "Run away! No!" cried Ralph, who was bubbling over with excitement, the slight wound he had received acting as a spur to his natural desire to punish some one for his pain.

"Can't you see that if we make a dash at them on one side, we shall only have two to fight for a bit till the others can come up; and we might wound the first two if we're quick, before their companions could attack." "Well said, general," cried Mark excitedly.

"That's right.

Let's look sharp then, for my leg hurts as if it was getting stiff." "Never mind your leg.

Hallo! hark!" "Why don't you come on yourself, then ?" shouted one of the men, in answer to a good deal of gesticulation from the captain.